Yeah, name's a problem. But it will likely be settled by the weekend.
"Pearl" was a jest, and so far nothing has struck me. I'm counting on
Ms. Fatma to settle this uncertainty.

The cat and I got home from the shelter at about 10 AM. Since then she
has toured the house, oh, a couple of dozen times. Between tours, she
either rubs against my legs or lays on the floor nearby. If I move from
room to room, she either leads by anticipation or follows. Most odd
thing--she will not get up on furniture unless I encourage it. But I
suppose that's temporary; once she realizes there are no snakes on the
futons, she be all over them.